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That sound.
Helicopters...?
Mira pauses her run for the precinct and looks up, then, very quickly, looks down. Oh shit. Those are MDI.
...MDI sent helicopters. That many. Into Nova City.
...bigger than Lt. Brave could tell her, huh?
[color=pink]"Cut the last three seconds of visual from the stream,"[/color] she whispers, urgently. A clicking sensation in her temple acknowledges the order. [color=pink]"Oh, and activate the... let's try the 'Kouhai' filter."[/color] Click. [color=pink]"Let's see what chat thinks."[/color]
On the stream's visual, there's a short period of buffering as Mira begins to raise her view, and then the world gets suddenly more... saturated. Mira looks up again, and the helicopters are branded in Japanese. Those who know the language would recognize the former MDI logos as now reading "S-sensei! Noooo!" and "Don't touch me there~!"
[color=pink]"Alright chat, things are getting a little complicated now. Don't worry, you'll still get to see all the action - I just have to hide some identities. Hope none of you can read Japanese."[/color]
[color=plum]what the fuck desu??
oh no pinky this is degenerate
i like the pyroland filter better can we go back to that one
i heard them from here, look outside nc folks those choppers are [CONTENT BLOCKED]
	>User has been timed out for 30 seconds.[/color]

Then, within another minute, a new call: another one from Contractor. Or, to the stream, from Itai-senpai.
[color=pink]"Sorry all, another break."[/color]
[color=olivedrab]"NCS947, Brave speaking. Mission update. You're wanted at the Bema facility. Same coordinates as mentioned. Sorry about the confusion."[/color]
[color=pink]"Wha- why?"[/color]
[color=olivedrab]"Wade wants you. I'm outranked. Just go."[/color] Beep.

Blink. Blink. Lenses back down, back to the stream.
[color=pink]"Whew, I hate my bosses sometimes."[/color]
She runs a quick mental calculation regarding the right vector to get there from here... it's where the helicopters were going. Oh shiiit...
She sets off to running again.
[color=pink]"You ever had bosses who went against one another? Like a tug of war for your obedience? Do this, no do that, until someone pulls rank and you're doing that when you thought you were doing this. Sometimes it's even your fault, they say, like why aren't you doing this? Like it's my problem you guys can't get organized? I'm following orders! What about this whole singular vision you keep saying we have, you know?"[/color]
[color=plum]you're going after the helis? whats happening?
did that store sign say what i think it said
i think that sign was a quote from- i mean i dont know what thats a quote from lol
Don't forget your rifle, Pink[/color]
[color=pink]"Don't forget dis dick. He's backseating, mods, get him."[/color]
[color=plum]	>User has been timed out for 2 minutes.[/color]
It's Wade who wants her, and she wouldn't have to go far out of her way, so...
She bullies chat all the way to her equipment stash, and then all the way to the AO.

Team One may be alarmed at the sight of a woman leaping into their perimeter from a nearby rooftop, massive rifle case slung over her shoulder. Mira doesn't mind - startling men with guns is a good performance for the viewership, and Milicor is familiar with trigger discipline.
[color=pink]"Hey, Dez!"[/color] she calls. Her chat, through the Kouhai anonymization filter's display of Desmond Wade as an anime boy, hears this nickname only as "Onii-chan!," but still gets to see something near his real physique, and begins barking [color=plum]CHAD[/color] and [color=plum]HUSBANDO.[/color] This is a ritual whenever a big man is on camera. Not often but more than once, that big man has been Dez.
Mira casts around a smile for the mercs, at the same time eyeing the corpses scattered and splattered around. [color=pink]"This already looks like a place you've been to. So what're we doing today? Where're we raising hell next?"[/color]